Hold Your Hand Out, Naughty Boy

A popular song from 1913.
Words and music by C. W. Murphy and Norton David.

During WWI it became a famous trench song and was renamed “Keep Your Head Down, Fritzi Boy”. Lyrics were added as an extra marching chorus. Soldier version used by courtesy of Robert Emmett Keane.

The sheet music:

Hold-Your-Hand-Out-Naughty-Boy – Sheet MusicDownload

Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:

Hold_Your_Hand_Out_Naughty_Boy – MIDIDownload

Lyrics

  1. At the club one ev’ning
    Jones was telling all his pals
    How much he hated girls
    Despis’d their golden curls
    “You wouldn’t catch me with a girl
    You bet your life” said he
    “Girls possess no charms for me”
    Then one chap there at Jones began to leer
    Pick’d up his cane and said to him, “Come here”

Chorus
“Hold your hand out, naughty boy
Hold your hand out, naughty boy
Last night in the pale moonlight
I saw yer! I saw yer!
With a nice girl in the park
You were strolling full of joy
And you told her you’d never kiss’d a girl before
Hold your hand out, naughty boy”

  1. Brown got down to breakfast
    And his wifie said to him
    “What kept you late last night?”
    He answered, “That’s all right
    I stay’d down at the office, dear
    For just an hour or two
    I’d some pressing work to do”
    Just then the saucy servant standing near
    Stoop’d down and softly whisper’d in his ear
  2. Sanctimonious Obadiah
    To sweetheart May one night
    The tale was telling strong
    Said he, “To flirt is wrong”
    “And am I then the only girl
    You’ve love’d?” said darling May
    He replied, “Yea, sister, yea”
    Then from beneath the sofa near the fire
    Her little brother shouted “Obadiah!”
  3. All alone to Gay Paree
    On bus’ness went papa
    And when he landed back
    His wife said, “Tell me, Jack”
    While you have been in Paris
    Have you always thought of me?”
    “Always, darling!” murmur’d he
    “For you, love, I’ve been pining night and day”
    And then the gramophone began to play

Chorus
Keep your head down, Fritzie Boy
Keep your head down, Fritzie Boy
Late last night by the “star-shell” light
We Saw You, We Saw You
You were fixing your barbed wire
When we opened up with rapid fire
If you want to see your father in the Fatherland
Keep your head down, Fritzie Boy

Sung here by Fred Feild: